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A month ago, when he first arrived, Li Yuan almost had his head cracked open by that rice spoon...,The apprentices huddled in groups of three or four, squatting against the walls. Li Yuan sat hunched over his bowl in a corner, his shoulders aching from fatigue as he ate the steamed buns. A bitter feeling welled up within him.,As he swallowed the congee, Li Yuan looked up at the sky where three suns and four smaller ones were blazing red. He almost cried.。